The saline-alkali land is still easy to walk, and the ground under the weeds is basically dry and hard, just like walking on the grassland, there is no need for a special road. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

They stepped on the weeds and passed, and the Zhuangzi was not far away, just at the foot of the mountain, only six or seven miles away from the inspection department.

Ordinary people can walk ten miles per hour, and Yang He and the others deliberately quickened their pace, so soon after, they arrived at the front of the abandoned village.

Everyone stopped at a path more than 100 steps away, and Yang Hece looked at it on the horse.

This village is built under the mountain, with mountains in the north, east, and west, and a large plain in the south.

Look at Zhuangzi is not small, the rammed earth wall of Zhangduo is winding, especially towards the south of Zhuangzi, the rammed earth wall is higher and thicker.

There are also deep trenches dug around the Zhuangzi, the east and west corners, the village gate, and the arrow tower built with logs, and only one village gate in the south can be entered and exited, and the suspension bridge needs to be lowered.

The topography of this village is still inclined from north to south according to the north mountain, which is conducive to drainage.

The terrain of Zhuang is high, even if the embankment of the Yellow River bursts, it is not easy to flood the manor, and it is easy to escape to the north mountain.

"Such a nice place, why is it wasted?"

Yang He looked at this Zhuangzi, the houses in it were undulating, and at this scale, there were at least 1,000 people living in it, and according to five or six people per household, there were also 200 households.

That's at least two or three hundred people, and they are relying on the high walls of the fortified village, what kind of power can destroy the village?

Yang He looked carefully, and he also found that there were large open farmlands to the south and east of the village, and sorghum was still planted on it at this time, extending piece by piece, and it was not destroyed.

The rammed earth walls of the village have collapsed insignificantly, and some of the fields are made of stone ponds, on which some mulberry trees are planted, still exist.

Yang He pondered, what is the conspiracy here?

Or is it that the power to destroy this Zhuangzi is fishing, let the Zhuangzi not be destroyed, and wait for a large number of people to settle in, and then come to make a profit?

He looked out, and his heart groaned, as if there was a dead silence, desolation, and strangeness that filled the whole village.

From time to time, the cold wind howled, sweeping up some crumbs of paper flowers.

However, the people around him did not think as much as Yang He, except for Minister Yang who was thoughtful, the rest were all excitedly pointing at the waste village, and this would be their new home in the future.

Even the coerced people are looking forward to it, can they live well here?

Sure enough, I will also bring my relatives in the future.

Qi Youxin said with a smile on his face: "Xianggong, this Zhuangzi is too good. Look, there are so many crops here, we don't need to plant them, and next year, we can harvest them. ”

Zhang Chugong and Hu Qiyi smiled, they will have a home in the future, and the conditions of their home are so good.

It's Hu Employment, Zeng Youdu showed an excited look, this Zhuangzi is much better than their original broken temple.

After wandering for so long, I finally have a place to live and a home.

There is also Zhang Songtao, a wilderness homeless, who struggled on the stretcher and watched, with a tearful expression.

Guan Feng, Hu Yansheng and others looked at it, all of them looked excited, and clenched the bird gun in their hands.

Yang Hippo's back basket moved, but it was her sister Ying'er who poked her head out curiously, she looked around, and said innocently: "Brother, is this our new home?" ”

Yang He smiled and said, "Yes Ying'er, this place will be better than Yangjiazhuang in the future." ”

He suddenly made up his mind, no matter what weirdness there is, the soldiers will come to block it, and the water will cover it!

He ordered: "Old Han, you go in and search, if there is a threat, you can fire the arrows, don't hesitate!" The rest of the troops are on alert, and if there is a situation, they will respond immediately. ”

Han Daxia responded loudly, took his son Han Guan'er, Luo Xianjue, Hu Xianzhi, Chen Qiuao, Zeng Youyu and others, and Zhang Zhugong's brothers, and entered from the suspended bridge. and Qi Youxin them, and they also ordered the soldiers to prepare.

Yang He watched them enter, and then there were various footsteps and the sound of breaking the door, and he rode his horse closer, and raised his eyes to look at the village.

The damage is quite serious, and there are traces of arrows, fire, and bullets on it, but the traces are not very old, and it should be more than a month old.

Yang He snorted coldly in his heart, it was indeed a bandit.

Soon Han Daxia and others came out and reported to Yang He, but there was no one inside, not even a single beggar and homeless person.

It's just that......

He wanted to speak and stopped, and Zhang Chugong and the others on the side also looked very solemn.

It's just that Hu Employment and Zeng Youyu both have ugly faces, and they don't have that kind of lazy look.

Hu Yiyi kept pulling the corners of his brother's clothes.

Looking at them, Yang He's heart was bright, and he gave the order: "Enter the village." ”

He rode his horse in, Minister Yang followed closely, and everyone marched forward from the suspended bridge to the village.

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When Yang He entered the village, he smelled a strange smell, and if he had been on the battlefield for a long time, he knew that it was the smell of congealed blood.

And after entering the street, you can see pools of dark red blood everywhere, on the side of the street, next to the door, in the corner of the wall, everywhere.

There were also some bloodstained tattered pieces of cloth scattered, and the blood on them was so glaring that it seemed that something terrible had happened to the owner of the clothes.

Looking at the cloth style as a woman, it is obvious that her experience is self-evident.

There are also traces of the destruction of the portal, and some houses have been burned......

"Slaughter Zhuang!"

This word appeared in Yang He's heart, and his eyes became colder and colder.

The people behind him also seemed to have discovered something, and the excited chatter was a little quieter.

Yang He rode a horse and walked, the sound of hooves trampling, the street is bluestone slabs, gravel, cobblestone paved pavement, on both sides are quite elegant shops and quaint houses, there are many alleys, there is an antique taste.

It can be seen that this Zhuangzi is quite rich, there are more brick houses on both sides of the street, and there are some temples next to the stage, with tall willows.

However, at this time, the gate was open, and blood was everywhere, and the further north of the street passed, the more blood there was, which made people feel creepy.

No wonder there is no figure inside, Zhuangzi's conditions are so good, there must be a team of refugees and refugees who have entered.

It's just that when I saw this situation after entering, I was scared and scared away.

Yang He looked at it coldly, I don't know where the bandits who exterminated humanity slaughtered this Zhuangzi, and saw that the entire village was bloodstained, showing that all men and women, young and old, were slaughtered.

It's crazy!

His sister Ying'er behind him was still very excited and chattering at first, but now it is getting quieter and quieter.

There were also refugees who no longer talked about anything, but just quietly followed behind Yang He.

In the group, only Minister Yang kept scolding, and he swore that if he saw these bandits, he would definitely kill them!

He must torture them to death in the most cruel way!

The Yang family and his entourage fled out, but they encountered bandits and bandits on the road, so dozens of people were killed.

From then on, the scholar hated all bandits.

and Qi Youxin, who also looked at it coldly, with a hideous look on his face.

Ever since his daughter was shot in the face, he hated all bandits, and after the Battle of Bronze Mountain, he was the first to do it.

Yang He rode his horse and walked, all the way over, there was no trace of a living person, slowly the street was higher, and finally faced a big mansion, several courtyards, which seemed to be built on the hillside, a large area of blood in front of the house was dripping, and the two stone lions were just squatting coldly.

Everything is very cold and desolate.

Then there was a large stage on the side, and below the stage was a large empty square.

Yang He didn't make a sound, he got off his horse, and then walked down the steps to the stage.

He walked to the high stage and looked at the crowd below.

Everyone looked at him expectantly, hundreds of people, men and women, young and old, newcomers and old people.

With a long groan, Yang He suddenly pulled out the horse chopping knife from his waist, he raised it high, and shouted: "No matter what this village was called in the past, from today on, it will be called Xin'an Village." This is my Xin'anzhuang, and it's also your Xin'anzhuang, the Xin'anzhuang of all of us, no matter who comes, we can't take it away from us! ”

The refugees below roared suddenly, and all of them raised their arms and shouted, men and women, young and old, new and old.

They shouted in unison: "Xin'anzhuang, Xin'anzhuang, Xin'anzhuang......"

Yang He looked up at the sky, the sun slowly set west, and he silently said in his heart: "My homeland Xin'anzhuang, here, is the beginning of everything for me......" (To be continued. )